#Wind Breaker webtoon

[swrkn]

can you please make 'theres only one bed' scenario with sabbath crew? thank you sm (^_^ ♡)

𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃 ?

Sabbath crew (individual) x g/n reader

Genre ; sfw (?)

Author note ; Hii of course i can without any problem, Im sorry Vinny is not in this one because it would have been too long for me :(

You had a race during a storm that finished a little too late, so you decided to stay in a hotel close to you for the night, only to discover there is only a room left, with a single bed…

𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 ( 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐔𝐍 )

"You've got to be kidding me." were the only words you could find to say.

"I'm really sorry," the receptionist added quickly.

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "No, no. This can't— Is there anywhere else? A couch? A closet? A broom cupboard?"

The receptionist shook her head apologetically. "Afraid not."

Joker crossed his arms, a little embarrassed by this situation. "Hey, It's just one night, we can manage to make it work."

You shot him a look. "One night? One night with you in the same room?"

"Unless you'd rather sleep in the street."

For a moment, you genuinely considered it. Then the memory of the freezing temperatures outside made you groan in defeat.

"Fine. We'll share the room," you said, glaring at him. "But there are rules. You stay on your side and everything."

“I wasn’t planning to go on yours”

“Perfect than it’s settled, let’s just go to sleep.” It was a really exhausting race, and the only thing you two wanted, was going to sleep.

…

During the night, Joker noticed you were freezing, and that because of that, you couldn’t sleep.

“Are you cold ?” He simply says

“I’m okay, thanks for asking.” Actually, you were not, you were just too proud to admit it.

“Turn over, on your other side” As he says that, you could feel his hand on your shoulder.

The mattress sinks behind you, and you could suddenly feel his warm chest against your back

“Are you feeling better now ?” As he said this, you could feel his warm breath behind you hear

“Yeah…thank you..” you managed to say.

“You shouldn’t try to sleep now, we have another race tomorrow” he says, his voice fading away a little, sign that he was staring to fall asleep.

Maybe after all, this night wasn’t gonna be that bad.

𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐊 𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍

The clerk handed over the key with a sheepish smile. “Apologies for the confusion, but it seems we only have one room left. And, uh… it’s got a single bed.”

You glanced at the clerk, then at Hyuk. “That’s fine with you ?”

“As long as i can sleep, i don’t see a problem.” Hyuk simply says, with his usual calm behaviour.

Hyuk grabbed the key before you could. “Guess it’s a good thing neither of us snores, huh?”

You shrugged. “Yeah, works for me.”

He pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was small but neat, the single bed pushed up against the far wall. You tossed your things onto the floor and flopped into the chair by the window.

“You taking the left or the right side?” You asked, already pulling off your jacket.

“Doesn’t matter,” he said. “Just stay on your side, and we’re good.”

“Deal.”

The room settled into a comfortable silence, the kind that came easily between two people who didn’t feel the need to overthink things. You leaned back, watching as Hyuk unpacked a phone charger and stretched out on the bed like it was no big deal.

…

The first thing you became aware of when you woke up, was warmth. Not just the kind from the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains, but a, solid warmth beneath your cheek. Your eyes fluttered open, and it took you a second to process what you were seeing.

A shirt.

Not yours tho.

Your eyes trailed up, slowly and carefully, until you realized your head was resting on Hyuk’s chest, his arm loosely draped around your shoulders.

You’ve stopped breathing for a moment.

Oh no.

You froze, trying to piece together how this had happened. You were so determined to stay on your side of the bed. There even was a pillow wall, for crying out loud. But at some point in the night…

“Morning,” his voice came, low and slightly hoarse from sleep.

You froze, again. “Uh.” You were still too mortified to do anything but blink at the wall. “Morning.”

Hyuk shifted slightly, his arm retracting as he glanced down at you. “Weren’t you supposed to stay on you side ?”

You didn’t had an excuse, so you had to came up with a lie. “You took all the blanket, and i was cold, that’s all”

“Your a bad liar you know ?”

“I did not—” you stopped, realizing you had no actual memory to contradict him. “Okay, fine. But why didn’t you wake me up?”

He raised an eyebrow. “I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow. Besides, I’ve figured you needed to rest because of the race.”

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. “This is the worst.”

“Is it, though?” He teased, getting up and heading for his bag. “You survived the night, didn’t you?”

You peeked at him, still flustered but trying to sound casual. “Barely.”

He tossed your jacket onto the bed. “It’s not that big of a deal. Let’s get something to eat before the race of today.” He simply says.

While you were too flustered to even talk to him, Hyuk didn’t even look bothered by this situation, it was he didn’t care. But little did you know, he actually like that situation, but would rather just keep that to himself.

𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎

The clerk at the front desk looked nervous, typing furiously into her computer. “I’m so sorry,” she said, glancing up at them, “but it seems like the system glitched, and we only have one room left for you two.”

“One room?” You asked, your voice slightly rising. You glanced at Wooin, who was leaning casually against the counter, playing with one of his many silver rings.

“One bed.” the clerk added, your wince deepening.

You blinked. “You’re joking.”

“Afraid not.” the clerk said, handing over a single key.

Wooin tilted his head at you, his dark eyes gleaming with something between amusement and mischief. “What’s the problem? You don’t trust me?”

You crossed your arms, unsure if you wanted to laugh or bolt. Wooin was… odd. Not dangerous, necessarily, just..kinda freaky

“I trust you.” you said, though it wasn’t entirely true. “It’s just you’re..you.”

He grinned, his teeth just a little too sharp. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It wasn’t.”

The clerk cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable being in the middle of whatever this was. “If it helps,” he said weakly, “the room’s got a lock on the door.”

“Great,” you said, grabbing the key. You turned to Wooin, pointing a finger at him. “No weird attitude, and no staring at me while I’m asleep, and please, don’t draw on my face.

Wooin held up his hands, mock-offended. “You wound me, you know ? I’ll be on my best behavior.”

“Yeah right, like I’ll believe that”

He gave you a crooked smile. “Scout’s honor.”

You muttered something under your breath as you headed toward the stairs. One room. One bed. With Wooin.

This was going to be the longest night of your life. And you were sure to never forget it.

…

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the weight on your chest.

Your neck ached faintly, your body stiff from staying in one position all night, but you didn’t move. Mostly because of the very obvious fact that Wooin head was resting against you, his arm draped loosely over your waist.

Yourr heart thudded in your chest as you stared down at him. He looked so… peaceful. His usual smirk was gone, replaced by the soft, vulnerable expression of someone completely at ease. A few strands of his dark hair fell across his forehead, and without thinking, your hand twitched, almost brushing them back before you stopped yourself.

Don’t be weird, you scolded yourself.

But it was hard not to be. Wooin, the guy who usually teased you to no end, who always seemed so infuriatingly self-assured, was asleep on you.

You shifted slightly, trying to figure out how to leave the bed without waking him, but his arm tightened instinctively, pulling you closer.

“Don’t.” he mumbled, his voice rough with sleep.

You froze. “Wooin ?”

“Mm.” His face nuzzled deeper into your chest, his breath warm against your neck. “Five more minutes.” he murmured, barely audible.

Your stomach flipped. You didn’t know whether to laugh, push him off, or just let it happen. Against your better judgment, you stayed still, your fingers curling nervously in the blanket.

“Wooin.” you tried again, more softly this time.

“Mm-hm.” he mumbled, but his eyes stayed closed.

As you sat there, half trapped and entirely unsure what to do. You told yourself that you should be annoyed, but there was something so... disarming about seeing him like this. Vulnerable. Unapologetically human.

I guess after all, it was a long night, and you were sure to never forget it.

✵

[lonely-hearts-assemble]

𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐂 ೀ 

OLIVER SAVE ME OLIVER! 🧎 I folded due to his lethal face card, 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 windbreaker addiction is back to action baby!

Masterlist!

.☘︎ ݁˖ Loves to take you on mini adventures on his bike during unholy hours of night he enjoys the quietness of it all.

.☘︎ ݁˖It's nice break from his usual rollercoaster of a life, he won't deny.

.☘︎ ݁˖It's especially nice to hear your voice undisturbed actually

.☘︎ ݁˖The intimacy of you hugging him from the back and the wind hitting his face as you two venture past different sceneries is something he holds very very dear to him.

.☘︎ ݁˖Has his back seat reserved for you and only you. <3

His heart does somersaults when you compliment him on the stunts he pulls. (Have u seen him, oh gosh-) Or even when you just compliment him in general. Denies how much he likes it but the colour of his ears betray him.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who can't hide his excitement when you show interest in learning how to cycle. Smooches your forehead and beams.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who discovered a new type of joy and happiness in coaching you. Because hell, why won't be enjoy an excuse to be so close to you?!

.☘︎ ݁˖Oh how he loved having a hand on your waist or having your body close to him or having your lips teasingly brush his face so often.

.☘︎ ݁˖Sad bee eff on the days he couldn't teach you, due to ‘delivery missions’

.☘︎ ݁˖Felt his gut twist when he saw another boy member of the crew helping you on the bike after he had returned from delivery one day.

.☘︎ ݁˖The way he just teleported behind you and pulled you a little closer to make gap between you and the other guy.

“ It's fine, I'll help from here ”

.☘︎ ݁˖Poor fellow didn't know a simple smile could trigger his fight or flight. He never wandered around you again.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who cheers and rewards you with a kiss on the lips everytime you learn a new move.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who sees you through a filter and admires how cool you look pulling a stunt you learned with stars in his eyes

.☘︎ ݁˖Proud proud bee eff when people compliment you, especially when Bale does it. Literally toots his horn.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who's an encouraging partner and never fails to give you your daily dose of, "you're genius! ", " you're amazing ", " You were so damn cool! " et cetera.

.☘︎ ݁˖And it was hard not to fall for it when he smiled at you like that.

.☘︎ ݁˖In a more domestic setting, on those rare days when he's free of ‘delivery’. He loves to do chores with you!

.☘︎ ݁˖If there's nothing for him to do, will wrap you in a back hug as you do you thing

.☘︎ ݁˖He's a good observer, will double down on any form of affection you seem to like. Oh! You like nose kisses? Suddenly you get tons of nose kisses a day. You like hugs? You're getting squeezed atleast three times a day or whenever you two meet.

.☘︎ ݁˖Reads you like a book. Can tell exactly when he needs to stay by your side or when he needs to give you space, albeit quite reluctant about the latter.

.☘︎ ݁˖Who likes to hold your gaze with a gentle smile, forehead touching, before you two are about to share a long and passionate kiss.

.☘︎ ݁˖You are his best way to destress 👍

.☘︎ ݁˖Expect him to be extra clingy and just fall into your arms nuzzling into your hair or neck after a long long day.

.☘︎ ݁˖Even just having you in his arms sends waves of calmness into his body that you can feel when he let's out that long sighs and occasionally rubbing your sides.

.☘︎ ݁˖You are his emotional support through his life in the alley.

.☘︎ ݁˖At the end of the day, he's just a boy in love who can't live without you... ♡

[erisawrites]

"Joker would be hardcore"

"Joker would want it rough"

"Joker would be aggressive"

Nah y'all, this is a 20 year old who's a single father to his two younger brothers, is juggling around two different jobs (Sabbath cyclist, underground boxer) stopped twice in races - once 'cause it was a red light, the other to save an injured puppy - and let his team get disrupted by Shelly in the finals cause bro was hesitant about going against a woman 💀 bro might not be a virgin, but he'd be a soft dom definitely against using violence in the bedroom.

[amphitriteswife]

Vinny Hong NSFW HC’S

🏍️ Vinny will 100% be embarrassed during sex. He’d actually make up excuses, that’s how embarrassed he is. It’s not because he’s insecure or anything, it’s just that he’s seeing you naked and doing something intimate. He’s be all flushy and blushy with it. Especially if it’s the first time he’s doing it with you.

🏍️ actually doesn’t jerk that often. Is that a surprise? No. But if he does jerk off, it’s always in the night. No he will never tell anyone about it btw. He thinks of it as a dirty secret and most of the time if he’s finished he’ll be so ashamed of what he have done that he can’t even fall asleep. He also doesn’t use lotion because most of the time he’s already wet (precum).

🏍️ Just like his skin, Vinny’s cock would be quite pale, like super pale. Since he’s albino (if i remember correctly) . But it’s slightly pink towards the tip. He’s not necessarily veiny, but he does have a few that kind of bulge out. The rest are rather subtle. He’s around 13 cm and the base is rather large with a good amount of grit. The head is slightly bigger, but not too much. No he’s not cut 😔 so yes bro is pulling it back.

🏍️ When it comes to hair you can be absolutely certain that Vinny doesn’t have any hair there. He keeps it clean shaved. This is purely because he doesn’t like it hairy down there. It annoys him and it might cause itchiness which is also why he shaves it. He shaved often to keep himself clean. Yes, the carpets match the drapes. Bro be having red pubes🙏 if you like him having hair there he might have a little carpet. But he will NOT be seen with a bush.

🏍️ to have sex with Vinny, you must be his partner. he doesn’t do one night stands or flings. And half of the time he doesn’t even have time to see you when everything going on in his life much less have sex. So unknown is a no go. Having sex with him as his partner is also quite the….adventure. It’s more that it’s not common for him to do so. Ofcourse there are moments that it happend. But it all depends in which state of his life he was.

🏍️ Vinny is not necessarily into PDA. This breaks a but when it comes to him having sex. When he’s still Vinny in early windbreaker he’s more into kissing and holding hands. Also tried to embrace you during it. But when it’s Vinny after he left Hummingbird, he will be on the rougher side. Perhaps also be more unto spanking. He needs validation and he wants to make sure you want him. Need him. Just anything to make sure you crave him.

🏍️ VINNY👏 HONG👏IS👏A👏MOANER👏 idc what anyone says okay, he MAONS. Especially early Vinny. He’s not necessarily loud, but if it feels good. Really good. He will not hold back, even if he did, he can’t hold it together. He’ll get all sloppy, his eyes rolling back slightly, taking just a moment to focus before rolling his hips again.

🏍️ Vinny is more on the receiving end. It’s not intentional and he actually feels guilty about it, he feels like he’s anyways receiving something whether it’s sexual or not from you. Even when he’s supposed to be ‘giving’ for him it still feels like receiving because he also takes pleasure in it. But apart from that, Vinny does LOVE it when you are the giver during certain moments.

🏍️ even though Vinny is rather aloof and keeps to himself, there are moments where he can get completely undone. This is usually when you take charge, there are little moments like you riding him in his bed, most of his clothes still on and he was still sleepy. He can feel himself dozing off but also wanting to stay awake to keep going. His mind in a haze and he doesn’t even realize that he’s drooling. He doesn’t even know why it feels so good, it’s just…different when it’s like that…it makes him quite horny for someone who doesn’t have that much of a high drive.

🏍️ actually cumes a lot? He doesn’t do sex a lot so when he cums it’s usually all the built up he has. It’s actually more splattery and milky than one would think. He feels embarrassed if he sees his own cum, he doesn’t know why but he just does ok? Most of the time he also comes rather explosively. Forbidden sauce

Thats all for now Pookies😛🙏

[jjstrv]

Nothing to say just those magnificent panel of hyuk

[pfpanimes]

⌕ wind breaker webtoon - vinny.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[applekraze]

The way she wasn’t tryna hear none of that LMAOO

[longlivetheboywonder]

Look at him with his lovely smile ^⁠_⁠^

[lil-whitney]

𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 | 𝖶𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖡𝗈𝗒𝗌

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 - 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 - 𝖥𝖾𝗆!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖲𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖭𝖲𝖥𝖶, 𝖬𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖮𝗈𝖼!𝖶𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌, 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 .

𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 - 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 :𝖯

𝗢𝘄𝗲𝗻. 𝗞

He gets so clingy once he has his lips against yours, his hands all over your thighs. Feeling them up as he continues to deepen the kiss. His worries and other thoughts are thrown out of his brain. Replaced with you and only you in his mind. From the soft sounds you make to the sweet taste of your tongue. Making Owen slowly lose himself and want more of you. He practically whines when you pull away for air, the feeling of your soft pants against his lips made his body tingle with want before moving his lips back towards yours. He doesn’t need air, he just needs you and your lips pressed against him.

“𝙏𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚."

𝗩𝗶𝗻𝗻𝘆. 𝗛

He gets so passionate when his lips meet yours, pulling you into his lap to make it more comfortable for you. His hand gently holding the back of your head while his other hand places itself against your hip. His thumb rubbing against your skin as he runs his tongue against yours. He lets of a soft groan when you lightly pulled at his red locks. The overwhelming affection made his mind spin and his chest ache from the lack of air. But he only took small breaths, his lips not wanting to leave yours. Soon his hands started gripping and pulling you closer to him. Trying to fight his dark desires and go messy on you.

“𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠, 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨."

𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆. 𝗦

Harry gets too excited when he steals a kiss, his big hands holding onto your waist. Keeping you trapped in his lap while his lips hastily move with yours. Sometimes he gets to wild and leaves you breathless. The way his tongue would dominate yours and explore like a wild man while his hand squeezed your thighs. But today you weren’t gonna give up, So you lightly nipped at his bottom lip when you felt him getting excited. The sound of his grunt made you smile, slowly pulling away to look into his charming blue eyes and big pouty face.

“No biting.”

“𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩? 𝙘'𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩."

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

Is it me, or do male webtoon authors just dont get the seriouness of SA and harassment at all. Like it gets brushed aside so quickly, the whole thing with the prostitution scams, minors working in Ansan (which we still havent got an update on), club vivi, the nude photoshoot of Aru, it's all too casual. Even in windbreaker, Shelly was a massive red flag.

[swrkn]

Hello!!! I really love your Oliver fic 😭 could you do joker or sangho just fluff if it's fine ofc I'm not forcing ❤️

𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

Joker (hajun) x g/n reader

Genre : fluff ; sfw

Author note : thank you so much for your request, and thank you for the compliment on my first fic :)) i have a fic for joker in my drafts, so for now im gonna do some headcanons , and I’ll publish it later ! Also those are my personal headcanons , so if you don’t think my headcanons are accurate, please don’t be mean 🙏

Author note 2 : i really enjoyed doing those headcanons so i think i’ll do more , and also some with sangho since you asked ;) My request are open !!

⇨ Protective

Joker is low-key protective of Y/N, though he'd never openly admit it. If they're biking together, he'll instinctively put himself on the side closer to traffic or obstacles, keeping an eye out without making a big deal of it.

When you and Hajun go for a night ride through busy streets, he'll always position himself on your left side, closer to traffic. You notices he does this every time but never points it out, as it's his way of protecting you. One night, a car honks a bit too close, and without thinking, Joker reaches out, gently steering her closer to him. "You alright?" he asks, trying to sound casual, but his hand stays on your arm until he's sure you’re safe.

⇨ Act Tough But Melts Around You

Joker has a "tough-guy" image, but you are the one person who can break through that. When you're alone, he's surprisingly affectionate and lets his guard down. Play with your hair, hold your hand, and even rest his head on your shoulder if he's tired.

After a tough day at practice, Joker shows up at your place looking frustrated and tired. You open the door, pulling him into a hug. He stiffens for a second, but then relaxes, letting himself melt into your warmth. He doesn't say much, just rests his head on your shoulder, breathing in deeply as she rubs his back.You tease him for "acting soft," and he just grumbles, "Only for you."

⇨ Late-Night Talks

Sometimes, You and Joker will have deep, late-night conversations that can last for hours.You both stay up talking about dreams, fears, and everything in between. He trusts you in a way he never trusted anyone, and you’re the one person he feels like he can be his true self around.He's opened up to you about his insecurities and what it's like balancing being a big brother with his own goals.

One summer night, you're lying side by side on a quiet rooftop, staring up at the stars. Joker starts talking about his childhood, sharing stories he rarely tells anyone, while you listen quietly, sometimes just holding his hand when he pauses. You opens up too, and you spend hours sharing memories and dreams, both of them feeling like they're closer than ever.He tells you things he never told anyone, realizing how much he trusts you.

⇨ Lets You Braid His Hair

One day, as a joke, you suggested to braid his hair, thinking he'd refuse. But to your surprise, he agreed, even if he tried to play it off like he didn't care.Now it's a little tradition between you and him. When you're just relaxing, you'll braid his hair, and he'll sit quietly, feeling oddly at peace. He actually finds it relaxing but would be mortified if anyone else knew.

During a lazy afternoon, you were both watching a movie a his house , with him leaning on you, letting you style his hair. As you braid, you notice he's relaxed, eyes half-closed, enjoying the quiet moment. Later, when his two littles brothers came in and burst out laughing, Joker just shrugs. "What ? She did a good job." he says nonchalantly, not caring about what his brothers are saying.

⇨ Always Comes Back to You

No matter how long his day's been or how tired he is, Joker always finds himself wanting to see you. You are his safe space, the person who keeps him grounded, and whenever he's with you, he feels like he finally found a place to rest. He doesn't say it often, but he thinks you are his world, and every ride, every victory, every day somehow feels better just knowing you are there , beside him

One evening, after an exhausting day, he texts you, asking if you’re free. When you agree to meet him, he feels his mood lift immediately. You don't have to do anything special; just being with you is enough to make everything feel better.

⇨ A Stubborn Romantic

Joker tries to act like he doesn't care about romance, but deep down, he's more romantic than he lets on. He'll surprise you by cooking your favorite meals, remember small things you mentioned about yourself, and even bring you your favourite treats every now and then. On special occasions, he'll even plan something for you, like a ride at dawn or a picnic by the river, even if he insists he's "not doing anything fancy."

For your birthday, Joker plans a quiet picnic next to a hidden river. He pretends it's "no big deal," but he packed your favorite snacks and even brought a small blanket to sit on. When you ask him if he went to all this trouble just for her, he simply says, "Don't get used to it." But the sparkle in your eyes , and seeing you this happy , was enough for him to know that if he can see you this happy , he would do it again and again.

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Context: Because a good girlfriend always takes care of her boyfriend Pairing: Yan!Shelly Scott x Jay Jo Genre: Psychological Horror Warning: Yandere Shelly Scott, slightly OOC Shelly Scott, implied domestic violence, mentions of abuse W.C: 2,848 words Note: Bro I'm so tired of Tumblr cause HOW IS ADDING CUSTOM FONT COLOURS THIS COMPLICATED?!?!?

“You don't think he's been kidnapped?”

Three pairs of squinted eyes narrowed upwards, squinting against the feeble winter sunlight as Dom stroked his chin.

“Don't joke around.”,Vinny growled, lips twisted into a scowl, be it due to a missing friend or missing hours of sleep, “A friend got jumped and the other got kidnapped? Do Sunny kids sit around waiting to be victimized?”

That wiped the jovial grin off his face. “Hey, Vinny….”,June intercepted, too attuned to the emotions of the hot-headed cyclist, “Too soon, man.”

“More like too late,”his palm slapped against the brick wall, nearly crumpling their freshly plastered poster.“If you guys dropped your egos for a minute and woken me, I would have put Scorpion in a wheelchair first.”

“Sorry for not being barbaric.”,Shelly drawled, smoothening Jay's photo with her hands, “You gotta be insanely paranoid to worry about getting jumped while competing in a, y'know, amateur competition.”

The remaining bundle of flyers were strangled in Vinny's unforgiving grip, “Off all the Sunny high freaks, you're the worst.”

Dom frowned, slightly irritated by his deflection. “Nah, c'mon Vin–”

“Like Gunn High crowned you as their model student, right?”,she retorted, strolling past the tense crowd as cold hands were shoved into her pockets, “That man's a eunuch, he wouldn't even look at a woman when held at gunpoint. Not that I'd allow him either.”

“I almost disagreed with Vinny.”Dom chimed in discreetly.

“Besides,”the blonde continued through furrowed brows, “Is it really a surprise he's running away? That man's put on a chokehold by his overbearing parents. He lives his whole life scripted onto a timetable. Jay literally flees for every minor inconvenience.”

“Not surprising how he's a prodigal cyclist, come to think of it.”Dom supported, rubbing his bandaid in deep thought. June groaned as his fingers pressed into his forehead, battling between his headache and the three other ones of his team. This is why he hated team conflicts, they always seem to find a way to derail it by nitpicking others' insecurities. Shelly's attention was thankfully diverted, content with the thinning stack of posters in her bundls. The group continued marching down the block, burying graffiti and vandalism beneath Jay's unsuspecting glare.

But someone still held doubts.

“Hey.”

The trio stopped, muffled footsteps silent as they swiveled around, their faces tinted in shades of red from the negative temperatures, little clouds escaping puffed lips as they spoke. “What?”

“You seem oddly optimistic.”

She already knew it was directed at her. Definitely not strange, right?

“I can check off all the boxes to be found as innocent,” she hardened her jaw, brows furrowed as the other two witnessed an unfinished conversation of sorts be resumed before them. Judging by two’s piercing glares, one could deduce it was laced with contempt, impatience and….suspicion? “But that's still not enough for you, is it?

June swallowed nervously, exhaling deeply in an attempt to calm himself. He never guessed his teammates of all people would be quick to point fingers at others, but it seems that was the case.

“That's not what I was saying.”,Vinny tilted his head, “When everyone's losing their mind, how come you're behaving so relaxed?”

Dom and June joined the redhead as they pinpointed the woman with a sympathetic, yet scrutinizing gaze. The woman grit her teeth. How impressionable.

Because men seemed to understand a woman's grief the best, right?

“Relaxed?”,she huffed, “So I should run around in circles while pulling at my hair?” 

It was her undisturbed nonchalance that unsettled June, making him question if the gradual shift in her personality was truly unintentional or specifically curated for a reason. True, different people process emergencies differently, but even he found it odd her fears moved on too quickly from Jay’s disappearance. Though even he couldn't hold it against Shelly, because well…for all her extrovertedness and daringness, Shelly was simply….unpredictable.

“Shelly.”,Vinny's figure enlarged, now standing two inches apart instead of two feet, “Minu got hit and Jay's missing. Yuna's insomniac and Mia skipping meals. None of us could focus on school, let alone cycling ‘cause we're worried sick if those two are okay and the Hospital's getting crowded with our classmates trying to visit Minu. I can't even cross a road without getting worried sick i’ll get hit ”

His face had grown uncharacteristically red the more he fumed, a strange mixture of emotions struggling to break free. It was then that June realized Vinny too was just as traumatized as Minu and Jay, for it was on the road just outside of his house, the very road that carried him to and from home, that he’ll have to face everyday and will be haunted by until perhaps the end of his days. “And your reaction to all of this? Nothing.”

Silence elapsed amongst the two, broken by the hustle and bustle of the busy street, the winter sun doing the bare minimum to warm its impatient residents. Yet, in their small crowd did the other two register a deadly drop in temperature, an abrupt microcosm of chills that froze their bones. It wasn't like Vinny's menacing grin, the precursor of bruises and hospitalizations, not of Dom’s former recklessness or June’s rare, but dormant power.

It was coming from Shelly, a raw, unfiltered type of vexation, a kind that rooted Dom and June to their spots, the kind that worried if something really was indeed wrong with their friend. If it was really, really…their friend.

Conflicts amongst friends were perhaps the toughest challenges for late teenagers, even more so when one goes missing, one gets hospitalized and the others starts fearing for their lives. Sportsmanship has taught them to resolve all petty matters to focus on the real issue at hand; to siphon their attention towards the end goal, the final checkered flag that’s the resolver of all conflicts and trifles.

And it was that sportsmanship that dropped the female cyclist's shoulders, sagging her figure as a desolate frown shrouded her face “I'm…I'm sorry guys,” the feeble softness to her voice was nothing new, though Dom found it to be exceptionally gentle, almost as if it were deliberate “,honestly…I'm just scared and worried, and…and I'd rather pretend everything is okay instead of facing it…”

This would usually be Dom's cue to crack one of his many jokes, but the weight of the atmosphere instead squeezed out reassurance “Been there in the same boat, Shelly. Don't be so harsh on yourself. You can…ugh…always talk to us!”

This prompted half-awkward nods from June, who looked equally flustered under the sudden tension in the air. Rarely did he ever have, or felt the need, to assume authority amongst this feisty bunch. Perhaps his older sibling instincts were being awakened, for in two steps he extinguished the simmering silence “Alright, cut it out! Shelly, Vinny, take it easy. Don't lose your cool this time.”

“I'm fine alright.” The redhead huffed, though by the dark circles underlying his mismatched eyes, June suspected his words were far from the truth. His hand clamped down the younger's shoulder before he could escape, with his neck twisting uncomfortably as he muttered “No one's picking a fight with you, Shelly! We were just concerned.”

Vinny still couldn't wrap his head around their preferential behavior towards her. He didn't care if it's a result of her being a woman. This was a side of chivalry he, well, actually his ire, found no justification for. Dom and June pitied the immature hothead for having no sympathy for the girl who was supposed to lose her lover that day. Inadvertently, their polite gestures rescued them from witnessing Shelly possibly undergoing a mental breakdown right now.

Thoughtful gestures that have also rescued them from their own mental breakdowns.

At last Vinny regained his senses, shoving freezing fingers into frayed pockets as he mumbled “Yeah….Well…My bad.” 

Shelly overlooked his earlier accusations with ease, too uncharacteristic of the woman who held onto grudges with a lethal grip. Perhaps tough times highlighted what mattered and what didn't, with the bond of friendship trumping over her emotions (Dom and June hoped).

“It's okay….” The cold seemed to be biting everyone's nerves, for they simultaneously shivered upon a strong gust of wind, nature's way of warning about impending chilly storms “Listen, I gotta go…it's getting late”

“You don't say!” Dom boasted, pretending it wasn't 9:54 in the morning, looking too happy to extricate Vinny before he blew up “Time sure does slow down winter!”

June wrapped the scarf tighter around his neck “Want us to walk you home?”

After recent events, this became a non-negotiable part of their daily lives. It was so unnecessary to even ask, knowing that if any of the girls rejected, they'd simply follow them home until they safely entered their doors (and locked themselves inside).

But if June's chivalry had to meet its match in stubbornness, it would be Shelly's exhaustive denial,“Like I would. Dad and grandpa would kill you three on sight!”

Dom frowned, face twisting in annoyance as he defended “Anything can happen, Shelly. Ju-”

“Take it easy, will Ya?” She rolled her eyes “I got three dudes tapped into my location 24/7, I feel suffocated enough on a daily basis. Owen's probably spying on me right now and I wouldn't be surprised.”

They instinctively looked over their shoulders, still struggling to distinguish the sarcasm from the facts in her speech.

Her heels spun before their heads could, already walking off with a slouch as fatigue weighed down her limbs “I'm tired and need a beauty nap before I get wrinkles.”

The three men blinked, with June and Dom reluctantly waving in silence as Vinny scurried off without a sign. It was an awkward closure to an awkward turn of events, with June hoping this wouldn't worsen their already strained friendships. 

Dom sprinted the instant he recalled his father's errands, and as the man stood alone by Jay's missing posters, he pondered deeply on their team's outlook. Minu, although possibly crippled, was thankfully alive. The loss of a cyclist wouldn't pose as too much of a setback with him and Dom, with the sprinter already gearing up to make up for Minu's manpower. Although Vinny's temperament was still flaky as always, his cycling skills only seem to enhance day by day, with Shelly beginning to open up to improvement too. 

Yet, all of it would be for naught if the prodigy himself disappeared. 

A dejected sigh escaped his lips. June believed his own intervention was never needed in this team as he rarely took initiative to do so. It felt more safe to play the peacemaker compared to a leader. Yet, as the oldest gazed back at Jay's dull poster, he realized it's time he stepped up and ensured his teammates were protected. Ensured that his teammates were safe.

Ensure that Jay is safe.

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And safe was he.

Rusted chains jingled as her bicycle collided against the gate, miles beyond the usual route leading to her apartment. Her blurry vision served as a warning sign to get a grip on herself, lest her anger lashes itself on her bicycle (again). At last, when she miraculously came across the right key, slipped it into the right lock, coincidentally twisted the right number of times, the ancient gate gave away with ease, shutting down just as quickly as it was opened.

Unlike the tranquil silence of her high rise apartment, every step she took was accompanied by the whir of generators, flickers of street lamps and the chirps of crickets. The space was a stark juxtaposition of her upscale residence, the current place tucked in a secluded corner in one of the most deserted slums of the city. 

She crossed the clearing in a few steps, the agitation speeding up her pace as she rounded the abandoned house, a decoy she never bothered with, before flipping open the two doors angled upwards from the barren soil. 

No flashlight was required as she trekked down the rusted ladder. Neither was some form of announcement, for she was sure the unoiled ladder’s whining served as the perfect greeting for her captive. 

Her pupils were blown wide open, not because of the minimal light just barely illuminating her surroundings, but because of the limp, bound body whose consciousness was just hanging by a thread. 

The soft padding of her converse shoes slowly came to a halt as his emaciated form came into view. Coupled with his matted hair, sickly pale skin and an array of bandages cuffed around his body, nobody would recognize that this feeble boy was the Humming Bird’s renowned and missing super rookie.

Nobody would recognize either that said super rookie, who had nearly lost his life at the hands of a rival team, was now forever safe from all dangers the world targeted him with.

“You’re still not going to eat?” she covered up angry fists by shoving them into her pockets, eyes frowning at the food in the corner of the room - upturned, scattered and spoilt.

An exasperated sigh escaped her lips, puffy from all the nervous biting. Gone were the days where her body felt at ease. Every day she woke up to a barrage of paranoias, always fretting over her boyfriend’s safety and well being. She innocently believed hiding him away would assuage her fears, yet it had a completely opposite effect. That thankless eunuch of her boyfriend only resisted and retorted no matter how many times she gagged and drugged him. He couldn’t see the value in her precautions.

Jay Jo gave no response since she walked in, either drunk from sedatives or feigning sleep in hopes of boring her to leaving. The last possibility almost offended her, as did he really underestimate her love this badly? Her doting treatment towards her beloved was an attestment to her love, but it was only because of his rejection and ungratefulness that she was forced to (temporarily) shift him to the basement, bound and gagged to an uncomfortable chair. The chafing from the coarse ropes around his wrists and ankles was a far cry of what his disobedience called for. If anything, he should be in awe of her mercy for still bothering to feed and clothe him!

She bit back her tongue, controlling the string of insults from escaping as she bent to sweep the floor, the sweater riding up her bottom to reveal plump thighs. Seduction was of no use on the boy. She wasn’t monstrous enough to force herself upon him, but it seemed just the mere vision of his girlfriend was enough to set off his panic alarms. This was another pain in the arse. Where she wanted to instill fondness, she instead shoved in fear. But oh well, anything that made him second guess his antics, she supposed.

If he was that resolved to fear her, surely he wouldn’t mind her playing into it, would he?

“You really are a problem child.” that seemed to awaken him, rather comically too, “It took me hours to make that. Owen had to restock granddad’s pantry twice because of me.” 

A disgruntled scoff twisted her lips as she narrowed her eyes. “And all for what?”

Jay’s limbs seemed to wake up slowly, breaking out into small, but noticeable trembles the further she closed the distance between them. He nearly jumped out of his seat as her sharp voice suggested, “You’re scared of me?”

It was a rhetorical question, clearly keeping him gagged to ensure no answers were given from him to anyone. Her plans would be all for naught if the super rookie’s scream resounded throughout the slums. 

“This is the part where I’d reassure you to not fear me.” Jay’s brows furrowed, blurry vision squinting to focus on his girlfriend’s sinister smile, “But it seems you want to fear me.”

There was no space, but he still flinched as she jutted her chin, the dying overhead lamp casting a daunting glow over her crazed grin. “And I just love it when you fear me.”

His once iron thighs, that once careened him through the streets with ease, now shivered violently as her fingers pushed his hemline farther up, revealing smooth unmarred skin.

The crack of a whip made him wince, glazing his eyes with tears. She could see the desperation on his face, the silent plea in his eyes.

But why had he never seen the unwavering love and devotion on her own?

“Stay still Jay, I’ll fix your attitude real quick.” the chair rattled as he aimlessly attempted to scoot backwards, body too weak and malnourished to even run away. She swatted her folded belt against the floor, its sharp crack bouncing against the walls as her eyes zeroed in on his thighs.

Everything in life has limits. Everything in life has its own breaking point.

She just had to keep reminding Jay of his own boundaries.

“I’m sorry,” the tears she never wished to see swam endlessly down his cheeks, “but this will hurt.”

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